After the morning class, rookies who have not cultivated the true element have no task. A group of white-brand rookies hurriedly returned to the monk liao to hurry up and practice hard, only Zong Heng threw his big arms alone, and ran to the glazed pagoda located in Lotus Peak - this nine-story floating temple is the post house of the "Huohuan Room" courtyard, and there is a large teleportation circle installed on each layer of the tower.

It is not free to open the Great Movement Circle to shuttle and travel against the Tide, for every hundred miles of teleportation distance, you have to bring a spiritual sand to provide a power source, and there are also two magic circles for import and export that need to pay equivalent tolls. Fang City is four thousand miles away from the Huohuan Room, and it stands to reason that a little white who has only been in the house for three days will not be able to get a "huge" amount of 120 spiritual sand after selling his waist.

But who is Zong Heng, after he transferred the right to use the elite cave mansion, he earned a full four thousand spirit sand.

When he arrived at Fang City, the leaders of the defending camp almost crushed the *.

It was the first time in their lives that they had seen a small shrimp that hadn't even opened up a sea of qi coming out of the teleportation array. You must know that in order to save money, many monks in the foundation building period are using spirit birds and magic weapons to travel.

Zong Heng didn't mind the surprised eyes around him, and walked into the shops with ease. His generous hand and crappy rank caused a big sensation in the market, and before he knew it, a few greedy tails sneakily and secretly embellished behind the handsome young man.

After Zong Heng finished sweeping the goods, he grinned contemptuously behind him, and came to the glazed pagoda in the center of Fang City again, and after paying a large handful of spiritual sand, he stood on the magic circle with a light and shadow like a yellow crane, and a few angry stalkers who were waiting to beat the stuffy stick and peel the pig almost vomited blood.

"I heard that there is a peerless handsome guy in this year's Dharma generation, is it the beautiful boy just now?" The two heads of the Dharma Circle who guarded the Dharma Circle took their sharp eyes from a few famine thieves who were struggling to go, this is the Fang Market of the Maha Wuliang Palace, but the people who come here to do business are mixed with three sects and nine streams of dragons and snakes, if the little handsome guy just now does not need to walk out of this Fang City in the teleportation array, he will evaporate in the world if he does not travel ten miles.

"It should be him, such a handsome little Langjun joined our Maha Infinite Palace, even I feel a little pity Wow, didn't you see a few female cultivators taking a look at him, and the expressions on their faces were like ovulation. ”

"Didn't the Fazi generation just cross the tribulation for only two or three days? Why is this little junior brother richer than you and me? Without blinking, there are more than 200 grains of spiritual sand from the Baibao Treasure Bag, and I have to pay more than 100 more when I get there. Even if there is a mother and son on it, it shouldn't be like this!"

"Yes, if we go to the "Quicksand Courtyard", we will definitely drive the flying needle to eat the wind and sand all the way, how can we afford to waste a lot of spiritual sand. ”

"It's really more popular than people, and the two of us are a little too miserable!"

There was movement again in the center of the Great Movement Teleportation Circle, and a group of black shadows of Wuyangyang appeared out of thin air wrapped in light, and the mountains shrouded the two poor ghosts who were wailing.

There were seventeen or eighteen people who came, all of them with bald heads with incense scars, but they were in good spirits.

The two leaders guarding the Dharma Array were a little unimpressed at first, and glanced lazily at the past, but this glance made them freeze, and their faces turned snow-white.

There are fourteen masters in the foundation building period wearing a scoop hat, two Jindan masters wearing a banzha hat, and half of the long-eyebrow old man in the lead is as young as a child, half of his face is as withered as an old crocodile, and the one on his head is actually a mountain hat, and he is clearly the Dharma King of the Yuan Infant Stage!

The Fang Market of the Maha Immeasurable Palace has not exploded any genius treasures, which sect would organize such a large group to come here?

You're not here to stir up trouble, are you?

The two guards didn't think it looked like it.

These people are also Buddhist cultivators, but they are by no means Buddhist cultivators in Dongsheng Shenzhou, because Dongzhou Buddhist cultivators do not have hot ring scars on their heads, nor do they wear robes.

This should be the custom of Nanzhan Buzhou.

Our Maha Immeasurable Palace hands are not so long, and it is impossible for us to have a festival with such a distant Shamen fellow Daoist. Besides, with a lineup of one Yuan Baby, two Jin Dan and fourteen foundation builders, it is a bit overwhelming to come to Maha Wuliang Palace to stir up trouble.

"Dizzy!" A sharp-eyed Toutuo checked the other party's teleportation node, and was shocked to find that this group of people and horses actually shuttled here from the Fang Market of the "Great Compassion Temple" in Jujiuzhou - between the five islands of the East China Sea, they are all separated by millions of miles away from the ocean!

"Good, good, good!" The old monster with a half-withered and half-glorious mandarin duck face, clasped his palms together and said hello to the two poor ghosts, his head tilted slightly, and a master of the foundation building period immediately pointed out more than a thousand spirit stones from the treasure bag and handed them over.

"The ancient Buddha has disappeared with the clouds, and the divine needle is still cold with the moonlight! "The hands of the two guards were trembling when they received such a large amount of tolls, grandma, the usual year's turnover, today is all done in one day: "I don't know where you are in the immortal township, come to our Maha Wuliang Gongfang City to buy, sharpen, or prepare to stay in tin, pending orders?"

"We're just passing through the precious land......"

"Passing by?" the two guards blinked, feeling strange in their hearts, Wuyu in the East China Sea is a very inconspicuous remote township in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and Xiaofozhou is even more remote in Wuyu in the East China Sea. What is the reason why you Buddhist cultivators from Nanzhan Buzhou are passing by here?

"The two of you will help us copy a ......map of the Little Buddha Continent," the master who paid the money took out a wisdom bead and a grain of spiritual sand and handed it over: "If you can save other places, you can save it, as long as you mark the desert area one by one." ”

"That's a lot of fun, our little Buddha is just a desert. The two guards smiled happily, thinking that this money was too easy to earn.

Hearing them say that Xiaofozhou is just a desert, a group of Buddhist cultivators who came from afar couldn't hide their faces, and they leaked a happy expression that they had no place to find their iron shoes and no effort to get them.

After sending off these foreign monks, Dou Yuejiao, the head of Fang City, slowly flew into the glazed pagoda with a flying needle, and the powerful and peerless power just now overflowed, and it was really difficult not to attract his attention.

After a routine inquiry, it was found that the group of foreign Buddhist cultivators copied a map of the Chanjuan Desert and shuttled to the Fang Market of Lanruo Temple.

If you change the foundation building period here, you must realize that something is wrong.

But he is only an elite of the outer sect of the sevenfold qi refining realm, and there are some insiders in the Maha Infinite Palace, and he is not qualified to know it.

"Fuck, since I discovered the 'Linghu Realm', this Lanruo Temple's travel is getting more and more extensive, and they are all hooked up with the Buddhist cultivators in Nanzhan Buzhou!"

"Quicksand Courtyard" is an important stronghold of the Maha Wuliang Palace on the edge of the Chanjuan Desert, Zong Heng came here, of course, it is not as simple as he said to the host of the Courtyard, what to get the first permission, go out to travel, it is nonsense, his treasure bag is carrying three pairs of newly bought "Lotus Silk Walking Cloud Shoes", of course, it is to go to the Gupta Grottoes in the Chanjuan Desert, open the space-time tunnel through the road marker, enter the giant spirit world, and eat the scum of the three Dharma Xiangqingyun in the Basho Valley!

If you tell someone else, no one will believe it. A cultivator who hasn't even opened up the sea of qi and doesn't have the slightest true element in his body also wants to open the space-time tunnel?

What else can you use? Of course, use the forbidden formation!

Why did Zong Heng go to Fang City to buy the Five Elements Spirit Flag, the Seven Star Dansha, the Moro Gold Lacquer, and the Shenghua Wonderful Pen? These are all necessary equipment for the arrangement of the prohibition! The reason why the forbidden formation is called "Qimen Dunjia" is that it is a kind of cardinal spiritual guide, which can borrow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for my use, and play the effect of four or two thousand catties!

It must be admitted that the forbidden formation is almost the most cumbersome and complicated knowledge in the cultivation realm, and the slightest difference will be a thousand miles away, without decades of water grinding kung fu, no ideas and talents, basically don't think about getting started, like Zong Heng, an "amateur" who has just set foot in the cultivation realm, not to mention getting involved, it is a sin to even think about it.

In the form of "before", Zong Heng would definitely be powerless. But "now", the forbidden formation is his forte.

This "before" refers to him in the previous life.

In his previous life, his common name was also Zong Heng, and his legal name was also "Fa Ming", because he had the outstanding talent of "Pushing the Yarn and Looking at the Moon Secret Sword Intent" and Qimen Dunjia, he stood out soon after entering the school, and became the most eye-catching star of the Maha Immeasurable Palace.

The most important comprehension and immortal quotient for a cultivator, he was so outstanding that the rocket upgrade speed of the first order in a year even earned him a resounding nickname of "God Unfolding"! Even the Xiao Xitian Elder Group, who was not waiting for the eyes of the law, thought that he was very likely to break the historical record of twenty-five years and nine months of the Maha Infinite Palace's Qi Refining and Promotion!

However, just three years later, the life full of applause and the seemingly bright future have come to an end.

——The world of Yanfu ushered in the calamity of the fifteenth Yuan Hui!

Overnight, Xiaofozhou was reduced to the most terrifying and miserable ghost in heaven and earth, and countless beings of the six realms and the cultivation elite were all wiped out and the jade sank together in this catastrophe.

In the entire Wuyu of the East China Sea, there were less than a hundred monks who finally escaped safely to Dongsheng Divine Continent!

And Zong Heng is the only survivor of the Maha Immeasurable Palace!

After five hundred years of exile and countless times of licking blood with a knife hanging by a thread, Zong Heng, a lost dog, finally cultivated the Jindan period to the realm of Great Perfection in bumps and bumps. If he successfully survived the Heavenly Tribulation and was promoted to Yuanying, he would have the strength and qualifications to reopen the mountain gate and rebuild the Maha Immeasurable Palace! But perhaps this pressure was too great and too heavy, and Zong Heng, who had lost his mind, was finally turned into ashes in the sky in the thunder tribulation, and his soul was destroyed.

At the moment when he was at zero distance from death, Zong Heng had no fear, no despair, only a faint regret.

Since then, no one in the Yanfu world has ever known that there was once a Buddhist sect called "Maha Immeasurable Palace" in the world, and no one knows that a Buddhist cultivator with the Dharma name "Fa Ming" has come, seen, loved, hated, delusional, resisted, fought, and failed.

"How great it would be if God could let me do it all over again......" This was the last thought that Zong Heng crossed in his mind, and then he was horrified to find that he was actually sitting in a golden and brilliant Buddha hall, surrounded by dense drooping young men, and there was a melodious voice in his ears.